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Friday, 6 September 2013

Cross country poem


Walt: Write a rap/poem

Cross Country.

Run Run I’m gasping for air.
I sweat but run to the finish line.
My time is almost 8.5.
I’m on my last lap.
I'm almost there.

I trip and graze myself.
I shiver with fear.
The marshal comes and picks me up.
I get back up and say.
I’m not giving up.

I begin to run again.
Adrenaline kicks in.
I sprint to the finish line.
I won I won.
The marshal says to me.
It was a photo finish.



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